August 29, 2004

For an Injured Friend

Emily Dickinson wrote this poem in 1858, the start of her most productive years. I quote it in apology to a certain friend I may have hurt deeply. I hope she recognizes that this is for her and that this apology will suffice to bring her back. This is for you, my pea pod pal:

One Sister have I in our house,
And one, a hedge away.
There's only one recorded,
But both belong to me

One came the road that I came --
And wore my last year's gown --
The other, as a bird her nest,
Builded our hearts among.

She did not sing as we did --
It was a different tune --
Herself to her a music
As Bumble bee of June.

Today is far from Childhood --
But up and down the hills
I held her hand the tighter --
Which shortened all the miles --

And still her hum
The years among,
Deceives the Butterfly;
Still in her Eye
the Violets lie
Mouldered this many May.

I spilt the dew --
But took the morn --
I chose this single star
From out the wide night's numbers --
Perky* -- forevermore!

* in the orignal this is "Sue" but Perky should recognize herself in these lines and hopefully will forgive me a night of impulse, wrath, and utter insanity (all of the most inexcusable sort).

Posted by pamwagg at August 29, 2004 04:33 AM | TrackBack


wow!!! (heartwarming) congrats pam:)

Posted by: puzli at August 30, 2004 11:19 AM

This is not an exact quote, but it essentially is very close to what Mother Teresa,whom I believe to be the most pure and spiritual human to ever grace the Earth, once said.
When I hurt so much that I feel that I can hurt no more, it is then that I love so much that I could not possibly love more.
I knew in my mind that you meant not what you wrote to me, but my heart was broken.
You told me once that you were not perfect. I am not perfect either. That is just one more reason that we are two peas in a pod.
The tears that are running down my face are tears of joy. The path of friendship is not always smooth, but we both know that for us it lies in leaves no step has trodden black.
Welcome home, Feebe. Love, Perky

Posted by: Paula Kirkpatrick at August 29, 2004 01:32 PM

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